Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Antigua and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Erykah Badu,
Lightning Bolt,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Das Ding,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Seeds,
Basic Channel,
Rekid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Youth Brigade,
Dawn Penn,
Easy Going,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
Erasure,
Man Parrish,
Massinfluence,
Todd Terry,
Fela Kuti,
Roger Hodgson,
Panda Bear,
The Knickerbockers,
Little Man,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Sneak,
the Human League,
Josef K,
Pussy Galore,
The Smiths,
the Swans,
The Five Americans,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
Malaria!,
Monks,
One Last Wish,
The Toasters,
Dual Sessions,
Eric Dolphy,
Tommy Roe,
Sandy B,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
Cluster,
The Buckinghams,
The Selecter,
The Count Five,
John Lydon,
Sun City Girls,
Pagans,
Ponytail,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy Collins,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Finger,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Unwound,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.